Madam, I thank you for this happy beginning of the day." Mary Connynge pointed to the bandage on the younger man's arm, speaking a low word to her companion.
"True," said the Lady Catharine, "you are injured, sir; you did not come off whole." "Oh, we would hardly suffer the fellows to rob us without making some argument over it," said the first speaker.

"Indeed, I think we are the better off hereabouts for a brace of footpads gone to their account.

I made them my duties as we came away.

Will, here, was pricked a trifle, but you see we have done very well." The face of Will Law hardly offered complete proof of this assertion.

He had slept ill enough, and in the morning light his face showed gaunt and pale.